Unforgettable by Harlow Melanie

Author:Harlow, Melanie [Harlow, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Adult
Amazon: B0876FZ9NV
Goodreads: 52912810
Published: 2020-05-04T07:00:00+00:00

The next morning, I woke up to rain pounding against the windowpanes and thrumming on the roof. April was still sound asleep, and I decided to attempt something I’d never done before—make breakfast for someone.

I hadn’t been lying when I told her I had zero skills in the kitchen (I was probably a better dancer than I was a cook), but I wanted to do something nice for her. She’d made last night perfect for Sadie—and it hadn’t been too shabby for me, either. I had the feeling that she was always the one taking care of other people, and wanted to treat her for once.

I managed to get out of bed without waking her, found my boxer briefs on the floor, and tugged them on. Scratching my head, I looked around for my pants, but didn’t see them. Where the hell had they landed? Quietly closing her bedroom door behind me, I headed for the stairs and spotted them on the second-floor landing. I grinned as I pulled them on, remembering last night’s stairway striptease, and the grin widened as I made my way down the steps and saw the rest of our clothing tossed haphazardly to the floor—except for April’s bra, which I’d somehow managed to throw high enough to snag the light fixture, from which it now hung.

Guess my arm was good for something.

I used the downstairs bathroom, checking out my reflection in the mirror. I wasn’t sure what was more impressive, my messed-up hair or the scratches on my shoulders. Damn—the girl had gotten crazy with her hands. Actually, she was pretty unabashed in bed all the way around. Vocal and playful and not shy about letting me know when she liked something or wanted more, when she needed me to slow down or speed up, when she wanted it harder or a little less aggressive. It was the kind of thing you wouldn’t guess just by looking at her, with her buttoned-up blouses and knee-length skirts—I liked that.

I liked knowing her secrets.

I wandered into her kitchen and looked around for things I recognized. Okay, single-serve coffeemaker over there, I could handle that. I found a Cloverleigh Farms mug in the cupboard and brewed a cup for myself, and while the machine heated up, I poked around in her fridge and freezer. She had eggs, and I was fairly certain I could manage to fry or maybe scramble some, but I wanted something sweeter for her. Cinnamon rolls were out of the question, but I could attempt something like waffles or pancakes, right?

I was hoping to see Eggos in her freezer, but since I didn’t, I decided to try to make them myself. Pulling out my phone, I searched “easy pancake recipe” and clicked on the link for “Karina’s Best Fluffy Pancakes” because it sounded like something April would like and it also included a video. I’d need all the help I could get. After checking to make sure she had all the ingredients I’d need—what the hell was the difference between baking powder and baking soda anyway?—I got to work.

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